Chapter 84 The Nine Realms of Shinto (Please subscribe, please read)

The deafening shouts continued to echo throughout the battlefield.

Soon, Ying Zheng led the nine Shaohao divine guards from afar and landed in front of tens of thousands of Qin soldiers like gods and immortals.

Ying Zheng stretched out his hand to signal the soldiers to be quiet, and then said in a loud voice: "My soldiers of Great Qin, you have worked hard!"

"It is our honor to fight for Your Majesty and for Great Qin!"

Under the leadership of Meng Yi and other generals, tens of thousands of troops shouted in unison, showing their unyielding fighting spirit and at the same time being very excited inside.

Most of them have never seen Ying Zheng before, and it is a supreme honor to fight alongside him.

Ying Zheng nodded slightly and glanced at the battlefield. He saw the battlefield was bloody and he frowned and said, "What's going on? Why is there only blood and no corpses?"

Meng Yi looked at the shy "young man" Feng Chenxing who was standing behind Ying Zheng, took a step forward and said: "Your Majesty, all of this was caused by the corpse of the monster King Rong Xuan enshrined by the Western Quanrong clan."
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After that, he told Ying Zheng everything that happened on the battlefield, which made Ying Zheng frown.

After explaining, Meng Yi added: "Thanks to this little brother this time. If he hadn't arrived in time, Your Majesty might not have been able to see me waiting!"

Ying Zheng patted Feng Chenxing's head and nodded slightly: "I originally just asked him to come and see the battle situation first, but I didn't expect that there is such a terrifying monster in the Xiqurong clan."

Feng Chenxing waved his fist and said with a smile: "Uncle Ying Zheng, that guy is too weak, and there is no way I can fight him."

Uncle Ying Zheng?

Meng Yi and others were a little confused when they heard what he called Ying Zheng.

Meng Yi asked carefully: "Your Majesty, who is this little brother?"

"He! Entrusted by a friend, if you see him in the future, treat him as one of your own!"

Ying Zheng said something, looked at the body of King Rong Xuan who was kicked to the hill, and frowned slightly: "Why doesn't that guy get up?"

Feng Chenxing said: "Uncle, you want to catch it? That monster stinks so much that I am too lazy to go!"

"Yang You, go and have a look!"

Ying Zheng looked at the leader of the nine Shaohao Divine Guards, a master who was once in the Dharma Realm but is now sealed in the Grand Master Realm.

Yang You looked calm and didn't speak. He just nodded and flew towards the hill.

As soon as they arrived at the hill, the tall body of King Rong Xuan's corpse suddenly jumped up from the pit, its tiger claws reflected a vast blood-colored evil energy, and hit Yang You.

Yang You was wearing the black bird war armor specially made by the Shaohao clan. When he saw this childish attack, he did not avoid it and was directly struck by the claws of King Rong Xuan's corpse.

Suddenly, a series of heart-wrenching scratching sounds sounded from between the man and the beast.

The bloody evil energy was more like meeting a nemesis. The moment it hit Yang You, it suddenly dissipated.

"Hey, why are you so weak?"

Yang You compared the strength of the two men, secretly thought, and in surprise, punched King Rong Xuan's corpse directly in the stomach.

Ouch!

King Rong Xuan never thought that such an ordinary punch could cause him so much pain. When he howled in pain, his voice was distorted and he arched his body.

It’s hard to imagine how it could perform such difficult movements with its horse-like form.

Yang You didn't care about this, and seemed to have just done an extremely ordinary thing. With a big hand, he directly picked up the body of King Rong Xuan, which was fifteen meters high.

When Ying Zheng was not far away, he gently put down the body of King Rong Xuan.

"Your Majesty, next time something like this happens, just let Ling Lun and the others handle it. It's so easy!"

The Ling Lun Yang You refers to is naturally his subordinate.

He was relaxed and freehand, but he almost shocked the eyes of Meng Yi and others.

Meng Yi smiled awkwardly and asked: "Your Majesty, who are these?"

"Shang Qing, by the way, I would like to introduce to you, this man with a face like ice cubes, named Yang You, will be the leader of the newly formed Great Qin Divine Guard.

Needless to say, Feng Chenxing, the other eight people are Ling Lun, Ye Qing, Gong Ji, Gong Ye, Chao Zong, Shi Yi, Xiu Jun, and Jing Mo.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is our Qin minister Meng Yi, his lieutenants Zhong Qing, Peng Yue and Meng Cheng."

After everyone greeted them one by one, Meng Yi said: "Your Majesty, who is the Great Qin Divine Guard?"

"The Great Qin Divine Guard will be composed of monks who are at the Shinto level or above. Those who have mastered martial arts will enter Shinto practice.

There are nine realms in Shinto practice, namely supernatural power, divine soul, divine soul, Shinto, Dharma, five elements, yin and yang, cave heaven, and mortal transformation.

Different from martial arts practice, spiritual practice will be more powerful.

It can move mountains and fill seas, transform it into Dharma forms, and build its own cave world within the body, truly freeing monks from their mortal posture.

By then, immortality is no longer a luxury, and we can take this opportunity to enter a stronger fairyland, and we can also expect to live as long as heaven."

Listening to Ying Zheng's description, except for Shaohao Divine Guard, Meng Yi and others were fascinated, wishing they could break through to the divine realm immediately and climb to the top.

Meng Yi said: "Your Majesty, with our current cultivation speed, how can we enter the realm of gods?"

"Soon, after unifying the surrounding countries, I will give a surprise to all the people of the Qin Dynasty. It goes without saying that you have made great contributions to the country."

What Ying Zheng was talking about was naturally the small promotion ceremony that would be held in agreement with the rules of heaven.

When a group of them were talking passionately, the corpse of King Rongxuan, who had been captured and left out for a long time, seemed to be unable to bear their neglect of him anymore, and suddenly let out a roar.

"Descendants of Ying Qin, are you deliberately humiliating me?"

Ying Zheng paused and looked at the corpse of King Rong Xuan.

"Are you the true king of the Inurong clan?"

The corpse of King Rongxuan said proudly: "It's guaranteed to be genuine!"

Ying Zheng shook his head: "I don't believe it!

The Quanrong clan has the same origin as the Zhuxia clan. It can be traced back to Rongfu Mountain during the time of Emperor Xuanyuan. It is impossible to have an ancestor like you!

Moreover, in today's situation where the rules of morality are incomplete, what do you think? Why did you choose to be born at this time?"

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Seeing that Ying Zheng was so clear about the origin of his clan, King Rong Xuan was startled, and then sneered: "Now that you know my origin, you still won't let me go!

You must know that you and I come from the same origin.

As long as you let me go, I will not care about your victory over Qin and surrender to Ji Zhou from now on..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Feng Chenxing suddenly disappear from the place, and in an instant he quickly fell from the sky, and his feet hit the back of King Rong Xuan's corpse hard.

The corpse of King Rongxuan felt that his back was almost broken, and he let out a shrill scream.

Everyone was startled.

But Feng Chenxing grinned and said: "This guy is too self-righteous, I'm not happy about it!"

Ying Zheng smiled and didn't take it seriously, staring at the corpse of King Rong Xuan with indifferent eyes: "If you don't tell the truth, you will die!

It’s not like I haven’t killed old monsters like you that have survived from ancient times!”

The corpse of King Rong Xuan was pressed by Ying Zheng's murderous intent, and for some unknown reason, a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

But who is it, and how could it be threatened by what it considers to be a mere descendant of a horse-breeding slave?

Just when it was about to make a sound, a huge fist fell from the sky and hit it on the back again.

Caught off guard, King Rongxuan's corpse screamed, and a loud cracking sound came from his waist.

Its waist was broken by Ying Zheng's punch, and its huge body fell limply to the ground like mud.

"You... really dare to take action... the three sages of Kunlun Cave will not let you go!"

The corpse of King Rongxuan was gnashing his teeth, and the inside of his body was making constant noises like a blower.

Hearing this, Ying Zheng looked strange and said quietly: "Are you talking about Dingguang, Jian and Pilu?"

King Rong Xuan was stunned: "You actually know them?"
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